Freedom High (Open)
( Well that's good. Stay strong and Keep fighting. You have all of our supports. And Blessings. Hope you stay well. )
( Hey Scarlet , How are you doing? )
((Hello love. I am doing better, that's for sure. A lot of tests and treatments are still being made, but things seem to be looking better. Hopefully I'll be able to return home soon, but I'm not sure that's going to happen, haha. I'm staying strong though!))
I laughed, smiling.
"That's good, because I'm not trying to make it work, haha..."
My voice trailed off, a little embarrassed.
"It just kind of happens... You know?"
And then I did it again. I half smiled. Then I laughed.
"See? I can't help it."
I then turned my attention to the girl in the back.
"Emma, is that your name? Why don't you come sit over here?"
I overheard their conversation and laughed to myself. He was funny. I noticed I stopped sketching, which would of gave away that I was listening. I shuffled in my seat, grabbing my pencil, hoping he didn't notice I was eavesdropping. I flipped the page covered in flowers and started sketching Marilyn Monroe; my idle.
I belong with , you belong with me , you're my sweet heart . ❤
I noticed her fiddle with her pencil for a moment, then lightly smiled. I then realized she was listening. I didn't even know her, but it seemed as if I was growing a liking to her. I sighed. This was like me. I didn't let the girls next to me notice my expression, just smiled and brought my eyes back to Emma.
Amanda shrugged with a smile. "I don't do this either, It just happens..Cause, I'm a G." She pulled her sunglasses over her head and nodded her head up and down. Just as she leans back in her chair, It falls over. "You saw nothing."
I'm not perfect. I know this. Don't remind me every day.
I laughed at the girl next to me. I believe her name is Amanda. Then I turned to Emma. I scotched next to her and leaned close to her ear.
"This chick thinks she's cool."
I sarcastically insulted Amanda, snickering the whole time.